In case there was an office pool, it was 89 days. 89 Days before I missed a day posting our breakfast pics. And it wasn’t because my Illinois counterpart didn’t get a photo to me, because she did. It was all me. Most of the time when I talk about the passage of time, I … More 365 Days of Breakfast: 3 Month Recap
When Eleanor turned one we were in Africa and threw a party for the only people we knew: the two women from whom we rented our apartment, their house staff, and the couple – on their honeymoon – who were staying in the guest house below our apartment. When Oliver turned one I made special … More one
While sitting around the table as a family, bowls of steaming spaghetti in front of us, the warm breeze coming in the open windows, the following occurred: Eleanor {slapping her forehead with her hand}: “damn it!” Oliver {laughing hysterically}: “Damn it!” (as he also slaps his forehead with his hand.) “Damn it! Damn it!” Eleanor: … More family dinner
our regularly scheduled program 